#nesting
already flown the nest
they grow so fast
and fly away
so soon they're on their own
swiftly go their days
I had seen the lovely blue
of their protecting "wombs"
then next thing I knew
peeked in -
empty now
they've fledged
took to air
no sign
they'd even been there
May 4, 2018
May 4, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
ask the moons
private box
how old
it
is
then
maybe
just maybe
you can
hear
me
howl
questions only answered
when the maker
of
the
moon
speaks
thunder to me
with lightning speach
digging my past
from
beneath
thier teeth
?
...
..
.
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 8:23 PM UTC
forces
took over me
listeners listening
listening to many
many listeners
listening
could
you
swallow
his shallow
?
...
..
.
Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 8:17 AM UTC
You and I are like a mom and dad.
We have taken kids under our wings-
Keeping them happy,
And full,
And medicated.
They keep me accountable.
But they also enable me
To always seek pleasure,
So I can pay the happiness forward.
It keeps me fat.
My ******* soft
And swollen,
And my hormones are racing..
You and I are playing house
Because everyone wants a beautiful family..
But we are parents that never married.
We're not just together for the kids,
But we're not in love either.
It feels like we're stuck in courtship.
My heart still races around you,
And I stare at your lips all the time.
You pay for our 3 am dates sometimes
And you always look happy to see me.
We're two nervous kids
Only accepting affection in small doses.
You used to flinch whenever I would get close to you.
You let me lean on your shoulder a few weeks ago...
The worst part about having a baby daddy that won't let you kiss them
Is that I know it's not from lack of affection
Or maybe even attraction.
It's how fragile this is
For you.
You know that if you kiss me,
You'll learn to hate my lips.
Maybe it's because you could see yourself kissing me for a long time,
And you don't want to see yourself get old.
Probably wishful thinking.
In my selfish imaginations,
We consummate our marriage.
You cover my neck with lovebites,
And I give you pink scratches on your back...
I wish you would hate me.
Then I could kiss your pillowy lips,
And you could just squeeze my *** for hours,
And maybe someone would get an ****** out of it.
I think I'm a desperate housewife,
Waiting for you to really fall in love with me.
I don't know if you ever will.
I know that I really want you to.
Until then, I'll tend to our little nest.
I'll kiss our ******* children goodnight.
I'll make you lunch in a Burger King bag.
I'll let you give in to me, hopefully...
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 5:28 AM UTC
Eating strange things at odd moments
Peeing all hours of the night
Being mean to the ones you love
Hands on your lower back
And walking luck a duck
Painting blue, yellow, or pink
Memories of nesting
Pregnancy is a many splendored thing.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 11:51 AM UTC